America started its counterattack from the bum

Chapter 381 King's Game 3
At that second, I heard the voice of God, turned around subconsciously, and dodged the bullet. God said, this was his vote.

——————"From Billionaire to Captain, My Magical Life"

'Yes, I'm a Pennsylvanian, but I moved to Delaware when I was thirteen, so I'm not really a Pennsylvanian, for one thing.'

'Shut up, Joe, and go to hell, please, go to hell!'

'That's not what you said at a campaign rally in Pennsylvania last election, you liar.'

——————"Memoirs of Empire·Chapter 7·The Beginning: Gunfire in Pennsylvania"
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The whole thing is done, the following is the main text -——
San Lodo, ​​Orange County, with the county seat at Santa Ana.

Erris's car was parked on the street outside the Orange County Courthouse.

Orange County is under the jurisdiction of San Diego and has a population of approximately three million. It is located south of Long Beach. In the city of Anaheim in the county, there is the first Disneyland, which was built in 1955.

Irvine, a well-known Chinese community in the United States, is also located in Orange. By the way, Chinese people like to call this place Orange County.

But none of this has anything to do with Eris. He came today just to wait for an ambitious young man, a well-known public defender in the Orange area.

The American judicial system has many problems, but it is still one of the most mature judicial systems in human history. Public defenders are lawyers employed by government agencies to provide pro bono legal services to people who cannot afford lawyers.

These positions are usually held by newbies who have just entered the legal profession and have no foundation, connections, or talent. In other words, they are generally grassroots (it is not ruled out that some people use this opportunity to gild themselves as grassroots).

Many bigwigs in the political or legal circles started out as public defenders, helping disadvantaged groups with their lawsuits "for free" and using their government salaries to build up their own popularity. This is one of the many reasons why so many American political elites come from the legal profession.

Well, a certain great leader of the underworld who once traveled to other worlds was once a public defender - do you feel the potential of this position?
"Boss, he's coming out."

Eris put down her phone and turned to look outside the car.

A young man in a gray suit and a blue striped tie, carrying his briefcase, stood awkwardly at the door of the Orange Court, looking around in a reserved manner.

Eris whispered as he gently stroked his beard.

"Bring him here, gently, OK?"

Soon, Fidel Lopez was brought to Eris's car. The young man looked at the extended version of the Grand Luffa nervously. He knew that most people could not afford to ride in such a car.

The car door opened, and Eris smiled and stretched out her hand, motioning Fidel to come in.

"Okay, it's you, let's sit down and talk."

Fidel was puzzled as to why such a big shot would come to see him, but he knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

“Hello, I am Fidel Lopez, a partner at the DeCavo Law Firm. If you have any legal questions, please contact me.”

Eris had no interest in listening to this petty lawyer's boasting, so he spoke directly.

"Your brother, no, to be exact, your sister introduced you to me, Fidel. She said you are a good person and very suitable for politics. So I came here."

Fidel's younger brother did not perform well in high school, so he changed his sex and went to college as a sexual minority. He is now studying at the University of California, Irvine.

When President Cheng split up MAS for the future development of OC, as a contracted influencer of MAS, she was packaged and put into a newly established company that only signed influencers with left-wing stances.

Now, Eris has taken over the company and started to expand new areas for President Sung.

So, Eris came here, introduced by Fidel's brother (or sister).

"You can call me Eris, Fidel. I want to sponsor your campaign for Orange County Councillor. Of course, if you are confident enough, you can start directly as a Saint-Lo City Councillor. It's up to you!"

Fidel Lopez is a Hispanic who never thought that such a situation would happen in his life - it was ridiculous that the Shabi brother introduced him to such a big shot.

"Mr. Eris, my mind is a little confused. Can I know whether you are an elephant party member or a donkey party member?"

Fidel asked incoherently, his question making Eris laugh.

"Listen, Fidel, I don't belong to either party. To ordinary voters, there are two opposing parties in the United States, but to people like me, both parties are the same. The key is how many congressmen I can get to speak for me."

This statement was politically incorrect and out of line, but Fidel actually felt an inexplicable sense of relief.

It turns out that there really is a deep government, it turns out that there really are wealthy people who bribe congressmen, and it turns out that American democracy is really a joke - but these have nothing to do with him. He is deeply clear about one thing, that is, his chance has come.

There are tens of thousands of public defenders in the United States, and most of them can only work at the bottom of the judicial system all their lives. The law school that Fidel attended was not very well-known, and his so-called partner status was even more of a joke.

It took him only a second to make the decision between selling his soul and remaining a member of the lower class.

"How can I serve you? I mean, I'm worried that I can't meet your expectations of me."

Satisfied with the young man's sense of proportion, Eris laughed.

"Ha, kid, then start by running for the Saint-Lo city councillor. The position of county councillor is too insignificant. In the subject of politics, the most useless criterion for judging is ability.

I just need to confirm one thing, can you accept being a voice for sexual minorities and other vulnerable groups and be their representative? "

His eyes became sharp and he stared at Fidel closely.

As a big shot in the strict sense, the pressure from Eris almost crushed this lucky young man.

People always expect God or something else to favor them and give them some great opportunity, change, etc., but this kind of gift is extremely special.

Anyone with a little bit of common sense knows that when someone gives you huge benefits, you have to bear responsibilities that correspond to the benefits, or even responsibilities that far exceed the benefits - because some people become behemoths by repeatedly evading responsibilities.

"I think I can do it, Mr. Eris, and I will cherish the opportunity you give me."

Up to this point, Fidel still didn't know Eris's specific identity, but he chose to fight to the end and offer his loyalty first. This was a very clever game strategy. Most people, even if faced with similar opportunities, might miss out on them due to lack of this kind of clear insight into the interests.

"Just." Fidel hesitated and didn't dare to ask.

"Say, we'll come to your house later, Fidel. This is also part of the inspection. You haven't passed it yet, so you can speak freely. We still have something to discuss."

Eris leaned back in her chair and continued to look at her phone, while casually responding to the nervous young man beside her.

"Should I run for election as a member of the Donkey Party? I am now a registered member of the Elephant Party. Will this have any impact?"

"My child, you think too highly of yourself. Besides, I never said that I was the financial backer of the Democratic Party. Progressives and disadvantaged groups can have a diverse group of agents. The Democratic Party is not as representative as you think."

Eris seemed to have thought of something. He turned around and spoke to Fidel in a low voice.

"You can't imagine what a great opportunity you have, Field. Those old-school establishment elites won't accept a small character like you, and those radical leftists will definitely not accept a member of the Elephant Party like you. As for the Elephant Party, your chance is almost zero. The Elephant Party in Saint-Lodu, hahahaha."

In the eyes of this young lawyer, bigwigs like Eris are the ceiling-level figures he has ever met in his life.

In order to make himself look smart, he mustered up the courage to ask.

"What happened to the Elephant Party in Saint-Lodu? I noticed some rumors before. Maybe something terrible happened. Is this true?"

The former West Coast dream chasing boy was touched by this question. Something did happen in Sanlo, for example, his dream died.

"That's not a rumor. In short, you are a lucky person, luckier than I was when I was young. You embarked on the best path ignorantly at the beginning. I envy you very much.

By the way, from now on you have to get along well with your sister, pay attention, your sister, she is not as stupid as you think. If you want to go into politics, you need a good entry point, and the relationship between you and your sister is a good entry point. "

Fidel seemed to hear a hint of loneliness in Eris's words, which made him laugh at himself.

How could such a great man be lonely?

I must be overthinking it.

Eris now has the life he has always dreamed of. He has become the true king of Saint Luodu, the king of the underground, the king of darkness. He can easily change a person's destiny. He has never been so close to power.

No, he is shaping power now.

But all this is different from what he thought. He has lost his freedom and self, and he has lost the ideals he insisted on when he set out.

He climbed the Tower of Babel in America, and then had his neck tied.

"I see, Mr. Eris. Am I registering to run as a member of the Elephant Party?"

Fidel still didn't quite understand. He said he understood, but he was still not sure.

"Hahaha, no, you're going to be a donkey party member, kid."

As if she was thinking of something happy, Eris started laughing again, the kind of laughter that made her unable to close her mouth.

He never thought that one day he would become someone who could cause trouble for Niu Sen. This was incredible.

You, Niu Sen, are the California pastor and the core figure of the California Gang, but where you don’t know, I am quietly digging a big hole for you.

Thinking of this, he looked at Fidel and said in a serious tone.

"By the way, you have to remember one thing. You are a member of the Donkey Party, but you are more of a member of mine. The latter is more important than the former because I am your guide.

I can lead you up this path, or I can kick you off this path. If you mess things up too much, your family will leave this world with you.

Don't betray me, ever."

Eris's words were a naked threat, so explicit that they instantly melted the passion in Fidel's heart like ice and snow.

He has to play the good guy, and play the good guy for a long time. This is his job.

Only if he is bad enough will Mr. Cheng show him kindness - Eris is much more loyal now than before.

"Can I quit? This is not what I thought, Mr. Eris. This is not what I thought. I can pretend that I heard nothing and know nothing."

Fidel could not understand such blatant cruelty. He was smart and a clever young man, but after all, he grew up in the influence of America's outrageous and humorous postmodern liberal culture, and he could not accept such horrific rules.

"This is your first lesson. Gifts have a price, kid."

Eris grew up in the era just after the end of the Cold War. He understands the fragility of American millennials, but he will not show mercy - it's not because he is indifferent, but because everyone has to do this.

In a collapsing world, no one can remain immune as long as they want to achieve something.

"Mr. Eris, who are you and what do you do?"

Fidel asked tremblingly. He began to regret his recklessness, regretted it deeply.

Sometimes, if you try your best, the bicycle will not only turn into a motorcycle, but the motorcycle will also be hit by a time bomb.

“You don’t understand anything. You don’t understand American politics, you don’t understand who’s in California, and you don’t understand San Lorenzo.

But, child, remember, when you really understand who I am, you have to remember one thing, in fact, I am just a small person who runs errands for others. "

In terms of relative strength rankings, Eris is not as good as Jax, Jax is not as good as Gru, Gru is not as good as Cheng Daiqi, Cheng Daiqi is not as good as Wolff, Wolff is not as good as Achilles, and the seemingly incomparably powerful Achilles is inferior to some truly indescribable people.

Fidel understood Eris's threat, and this is the tragedy of smart people.

Recklessness is closer to bravery than cowardice, but the caution of wise men will hold them back.

In fact, he could run away now, and Eris would not kill him for this. The agent said it very clearly - you have to make things ugly in order to enjoy the service of making a list for the whole family.

But people who are too smart are prone to investing, from Master Qian who complained about the cold water to Marshal Bei who "sacrificed himself for the country", they are actually the same thing.

"I understand, Mr. Eris, I understand."

In such a tense state, Field himself didn't know what to say.

Even big shots like Eris, who are surrounded by bodyguards and only need police cars to lead the way when they travel, are just small figures. This is actually more like a horror story.

He thought of Eris's words, 'You don't understand America, California, or San Lodo.' Yes, he was just a small lawyer from a commoner family. His biggest opportunity was meeting a reliable high school teacher, who helped him get into law school.

Field sat beside Eris in a daze. He could see the driver chewing gum, but the person in the passenger seat was wiping his pistol.

Why didn't I see it just now? He was not bothered by the fact that he didn't see the danger.

When he met the beautiful branch favored by fate, he thought he had risked everything without hesitation, but after Eris made a blatant threat, Fidel realized that everything is different in the eyes of different people.

"Fuck!" Eris cursed, and everyone in the car was shocked by him.

Fidel saw the man in the co-pilot seat pick up the gun, and he spoke with difficulty.

"I"

"Shut up, it has nothing to do with you, I lost 40 million dollars!"

Eris scratched his hair frantically. He couldn't understand why BEC collapsed.

Fidel didn't dare to say anything. Forty million dollars was an amount of money that 99.99% of Americans would never earn in their entire lives.

A loss of 40 million dollars probably means investment losses, and this cannot be all of Eris's assets.

This mysterious tycoon is at least a billionaire.

"Hahaha, it's okay, hahahahaha."

Eris's smile just now was sinister, and now it sounded a bit neurotic, which made the other people in the car feel numb.

"Boss, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I only lost 40 million, what am I afraid of!"

Eris laughed more and more happily, and he was no longer worried about the loss of cryptocurrency.

What are you afraid of? That bastard Cheng Daiqi suffered greater losses. This flash crash was obviously caused by a sniper attack!

Let you go crazy, let you jump, let you mess with me, let you control me!

So, retribution has come, right?
God knows what you did!
Chan, let me see how you clean up this mess!

Regardless of why the successful Eris was laughing, Fidel was really convinced.

Some people want to jump off a building after losing a few million, while others can still smile happily after losing 40 million. Is this really the world of the big guys?

In fact, Eris smiled purely because he thought about the fact that he lost 40 million, Cheng Daiqi lost even more, and Cheng Daiqi's partners would also lose money.

With all the troubles coming one after another, Cheng Daiqi will be in a very bad situation next time. When Eris thought about this, she couldn't help but laugh.
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In the evening, the fat son of Crusoe's family and the head of Eris's family sat together again.

Keep drinking.

Working under President Cheng, they hadn't even had a chance to eat a few bites of food before they were beaten up in BEC today.

They feel bitter, but they also feel a sense of gloating as if they are watching a fire from the other side of the river.

So, the two of them had a very happy drink.

“I only invested $800,000, and it all went bankrupt. Eris, cryptocurrency is unreliable!”

The fat young man still didn't go to consult Mr. Cheng. He didn't regard Mr. Cheng as a friend, so he deserved to be liquidated by Mr. Cheng.

As long as he regarded Cheng Daqi as a friend and asked him a question, Cheng Daqi would let him open a short order.

“It’s not that cryptocurrencies are unreliable, but that BEC is unreliable. The market value is too inflated and has no value at all. They invited a bunch of experts to hype it up and invited state governors to endorse it, all for hype.”

Eris had played around with cryptocurrencies before, and although he had suffered a lot of losses, he still had some experience.

“If you ask me, it’s still Ethereum and Bitcoin. These two are the strongest. Even dogs won’t buy BEC!”

"By the way, how much did you lose?" Thomas asked as he filled Eris's glass.

"Forty million, damn, I'm so miserable!"

Eris finished speaking and noticed that Thomas was looking at her with an embarrassed expression.

broken!

Last time he said he earned a car, this time he said he lost 40 million.

Obviously one of them is fake, so.
“Hahaha, I lost four million, that’s a lot, oh, it’s okay, I’ll just not touch cryptocurrencies in the future.”

What does it mean to have a pig-like face but a bright heart?
The two brothers clinked their glasses again, but Eris's phone rang and Dormer noticed the name on the caller ID.

"Chan."

Eris quickly picked it up and prepared to receive it. For some reason, he looked up at Thomas and found that the fat young man was looking at him silently.

He felt that what he had done to deceive the fat young master was a little unfair. Dormer was actually a good man, the only good man among a group of beasts.

Eris hesitated, turned on the speakerphone, and answered the call.

The West Coast dream chasing boy of the past has long gone, and he is now just a humble worker. In a successful "company", he needs an "ally" - who may not be of much use, but at least he has to have one, because he can't do it alone.

Thomas understood, and he silently poured Eris another glass of wine.

What could he do? Eris had shown her sincerity, so the fat young man could only choose to forgive.

Crusoe's family joined Mr. Cheng's small camp, but the beasts in the camp were more inhuman than each other.

Wolfe is too big and is a direct competitor to old Crusoe. The father and son analyzed Cheng Daiqi's intention to pull them into the game for a long time and realized that they must not get too close to Wolfe, otherwise they would lose their value.

Gru, well, Gru looks like a beast, does he look like someone who can be trusted?
After much deliberation, Old Crusoe and the Fat Young Master could only choose to get closer to Eris, whom they had previously looked down upon and were a little wary of.

At first, Old Crusoe felt that Eris Shabi was using Eris as a scapegoat who took MAGA resources but did not contribute. Dormer even reminded President Cheng to be careful of this "poisonous snake".

Looking back now, haha, I can only say that fate is too unpredictable and too cruel, and it cannot be changed by anyone's will.

"Eris, I transferred 30 million into your account in the Bahamas. You lost a lot today, and this amount of money should be able to make up for your losses. This time I will transfer the money to each of you according to your share, in order to prevent the news from leaking out in advance and allowing others to take advantage of it.

Don’t worry about the floating loss in your account. You didn’t invest a penny in the beginning. By the way, the 30 million is actually a little too much. It can be considered as your activity fund.

I won't let my men spend their own money to work. You should pay attention to the things I have assigned to you. Also, send Chen Zihao's family to the Bahamas to comfort him. Can you do it?"

Cheng Daiqi hung up without waiting for an answer. He believed that Eris would be able to do such a small thing.

But on the other end of the phone, Eris was embarrassed, and the fat young man was even more silent.

Good job Eris, you said you earned a car last time.

Tell me, what car is worth tens of millions of dollars?
The relationship between the brothers hit rock bottom and was on the verge of breaking up after President Cheng's phone call. Eris took a deep breath, cursed Cao Dan's world inwardly, and said with a wry smile.

"You heard it too. I know nothing. He didn't even say hello to me when he cashed out. From what he said, he didn't say hello to Gru either."

To be honest, Eris felt that she was a bit of a clown. No, she felt that she was extremely clownish.

Before, he was secretly happy because he thought that Cheng Daiqi would lose even more miserably.

But now?

In fact, he bought a lot of stocks besides the share of "remuneration" allocated to him by Cheng Daiqi, and they were all liquidated this time, so there was a difference between 40 million and 30 million.

If it were an ordinary person, they might think it was a coincidence.

But Eris thought that Cheng Daiqi's sudden destruction without saying hello to anyone must have some "malice" in it.

The result now is that although Mr. Cheng gave the money, Eris still lost money.

why?
Because I bought a lot more secretly without telling Mr. Cheng.

The more Eris thought about these things, the more miserable she felt.

How can you be so calculating?
"It's okay as long as I didn't lose money. So you and Gru are both involved in BEC? Are you also involved in LCE?"

Facing Thomas's temptation, Eris nodded in agreement.

Even though things were already so awkward, he still wanted to maintain some mutual trust and tacit understanding with the Crusoe father and son.

They are the weakest two parties in the overall force, which is the natural basis for cooperation.

"It's hard to say, but you guessed it right. I still lost more than 10 million yuan, alas."

The fat young man comforted him.

"You can't calculate it this way. Floating profit is not profit. Didn't Chan still give you 30 million? Come, have a drink."

Eris really felt bitter, the kind of bitterness that became more painful the more she thought about it.

A full 40 million!

Chan, did you do this on purpose?

Yes, it must be!

Birth, isn’t your birth pure?

"Domer, your family didn't invest any money in BEC, so you won't get any share of the money this time, which is unreasonable.

You can ask Chan to give you some information about what will happen to BEC in the future, and we can buy it together then.”

Why do we stick together? It’s just for now!

The same thing asked by Eris and the same thing asked by Thomas are completely different.

"I don't dare to touch it anymore. I lost 800,000 dollars this time. It's too much." The fat young man said with difficulty.

Eris cursed inwardly.

I lost 40 million and you told me it was okay and I made money. You lost 800,000 and you said it was too much.

Did you do this on purpose too?

The unlucky guy, who was so angry about losing, was displeased with everyone. The fat young man was frightened by Eris's eyes and thought he had a sudden attack of rabies.

"Okay, I'll go ask, but I'll have to wait a few days."

The fat young man changed his mind and decided to show more sincerity.

The friendship between these two people was a bit awkward from the beginning. Of course, the prison is so small, they are sitting butt-to-butt with each other every day, eating, drinking, defecating and urinating together, how could it not be awkward?
But even though it was so awkward, these two people still got together. Why?
Mr. Cheng is so smart!
Under a smart leader, you have to stick together. Of course, sticking too tightly together is not a good thing, and sticking together with the wrong people is even worse.

"Hey, I know a good club. The girls there are really hot, but it's too boring for me to go there alone. It just so happens that you're here today. How about it?"

Eristo is a very capable person. He made his career by solving all kinds of troubles in the past, so he understands that the grudges between the two of them due to various accidents tonight must be resolved tonight!

How to do?
We are all men, so let’s go to the girlfriend’s house together!

This approach is popular in America. In order to be accepted by the California Gang, Gru often accompanied Gwill.

"Ah? Mr. Eris, I just got engaged recently."

"Eat some meat? Okay, I'll take you to eat some meat tonight!"

(End of this chapter)